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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Big Sam
Stimme und Gesang
Clint Mansell
Sampling-Künstler:in
L-Roc
Tasteninstrumente
Lil Jon
Stimme und Gesang
Lil' Bo
Stimme und Gesang
Pastor Troy
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Micah Troy
Songwriter:in
Cleavon Darnell Prince
Songwriter:in
Clint Mansell
Songwriter:in
Sammie Norris
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jan Nerud
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
John Frye
Mischtechniker:in
Lil Jon
Produzent:in
Rick Taylor
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Taj Tilghman
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Let's go!
Yeah!
Lil' Jon and the motherfuckin' Eastside Boyz
Okay!
Pastor Troy
Yeah!
We represent for everybody!
(Everybody!)
All the real **** in America
(Where you at?)
Or wherever the fuck you from?
We represent for y'all
(Who?)
[Verse 2]
We represent for
GA
(Throw it up!)
Naptown
(Throw it up!)
Tennessee
(Throw it up!)
St. Louis
(Throw it up!)
J-Ville
(Throw it up!)
Mississippi
(Throw it up!)
Alabama
(Throw it up!)
VA
(Throw it up!)
[Verse 3]
Detroit
(Throw it up)
DC
(Throw it up)
Dallas, Texas
(Throw it up)
The Carolinas
(Throw it up)
Houston ****
(Throw it up)
Louisiana
(Throw it up)
The Bay ****
(Throw it up)
[Verse 4]
Let's go!
[Verse 5]
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up
(Where you from?)
Throw it up
[Verse 6]
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club!
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club!
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club!
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club!
[Verse 7]
Back up bitch
Get the fuck out my way
Aye, move the fuck back bitch
Move the fuck back!
Back up bitch
Get the fuck out my way
Aye, move the fuck back bitch
Move the fuck back!
[Verse 8]
What you looking at ****?
What you looking at ****?
Not me or my clique
We too trill, my ****
What you looking at ****?
What you looking at ****?
Not me or my clique
We too trill, my ****
[Verse 9]
We too deep off in this bitch
We too deep off in this bitch
It's more of us than it is in the club
Stupid bitch!
We too deep off in this bitch
We too deep off in this bitch
It's more of us than it is in the club
Stupid bitch!
[Verse 10]
Y'all **** over there
Y'all **** ain't shit!
Y'all hoes over there
Y'all hoes ain't shit!
[Verse 11]
We run this
(What?)
We run this
(What?)
We run this
(What?)
We run this
(What?)
[Verse 12]
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up, where you from?
Throw it up
[Verse 13]
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
[Verse 14]
The last ****
Is the Pastor
Ready to blast ya, you know
I don't play no motherfuckin' games
D-S-G-B
You know the name
Wood grain in the motherfuckin'
Dually truck
Got the black and red seats
With the Georgia tuft
And I got my helmet
Hangin' out the window
Ready to bust the head
Of a fuckin' pretender!
****, as soon as I enter
You know I'm makin' noise
Pastor Troy
And the Eastside Boyz
A-K bustin'
I ride the whole clip
I cock that ho
And let it motherfuckin' rip
To sank shit, is what I live for
Fuck him! (Uh-huh)
Fuck her
I'm representin'
Put some more 'gnac in my mug
So I can throw it up
[Verse 15]
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up
(Where you from?)
Throw it up
[Verse 16]
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
[Verse 17]
Okay, okay, hold the fuck up
Hold the fuck up
I'm looking 'round this bitch
I see a lot of **** ain't throwin' up shit
What?!
Y'all **** must be scared to represent yo shit
You scared?
You must be scared, ****
You scared?
Fuck that shit!
All my real ****
That's proud of they hoods
All of my real ladies
That's proud of they hoods
And ain't never been scared
Say this shit
[Verse 18]
Bitch, I ain't scared!
Bitch, I ain't scared!
Bitch, I ain't scared!
I ain't scared, motherfucker!
Bitch, I ain't scared!
Bitch, I ain't scared!
Bitch, I ain't scared!
I ain't scared, motherfucker!
[Verse 19]
Bitch, I ain't scared!
Bitch, I ain't scared!
Bitch, I ain't scared!
I ain't scared, motherfucker!
Bitch, I ain't scared!
Bitch, I ain't scared!
Bitch, I ain't scared!
I ain't scared, motherfucker!
[Verse 20]
I'm gon' represent where I'm from
In the back of the club
My Tommy gun
Though when I chill
Fuckin' burn one
Leave up out the club
It's me and Little Jon
Ballin' in the Benz's
Switchin' up lanes
Talkin' much shit
'Cause we deep in the game
COCAINE
All-white fuckin' S, fuckin' six
Young-ass ****
I guess we filthy rich
My whole clique
Ready to bust some heads
I'ma throw it up, bitch
And I ain't scared
Pastor Troy, motherfucker
You know the routine
Represent for the home team
Throw it up
[Verse 21]
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up
Motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up
(Where you from?)
Throw it up
[Verse 22]
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up
Get the fuck out the club
Written by: Jonathan Smith, Micah LeVar Troy